hi. it’s been a while.

What? A blog post after what, 7 months of silence?

I know. You’ve missed me and I’ve missed you and yada yada yada. Or maybe you didn’t miss me, but just shhh…keep it to yourself. We’ll just pretend.

So why am I showing up here on the interwebs again after all that time? Well, it’s simple: it’s 2am & I can’t sleep. I’m in a hotel room with 5 other people, four of them in sleeping bags on the floor. I’ve been tossing and turning and trying to ignore the snoring. I don’t have a book and I can’t watch anything after binge-watching Netflix…I had to stop cold turkey, there is no hope for me people. I blame Olivia Pope, Frank Underwood, and Jenny Lee. So there isn’t anything else for me to do but write.

So here I am. In the hotel lobby at 2:04 a.m.

I’ve thought about blogging again, many times, but then I never do. Starting is always the hardest part. I’ve probably written 500 posts in my head, but never put it to the keyboard. Well, here I am folks. Typing away in Atlanta, GA. Which by the way, had the most awesome beautiful sky tonight. We were eating at BurgerFi (holy cow! so good!) and out of the blue (literally) a big dark cloud rolled over and thundered and lightened and poured like crazy. I do love that about the south. Summer storms. Anyway, as the rain cleared, this appeared….

{insert pretty purple-y and pink sky picture, but computer isn’t downloading it so use your best imagination.} or go check my Instagram

I mean, right??!!!!

The picture doesn’t do it justice {remember, we’re pretending it’s there}. The rainbow was breathtaking and there was a faint one just above it. Everyone came out of the restaurant and whipped out their phones and snapped a pic. Then we all hustled back in to finish our trivia game.

Yes, you heard right. Trivia & burgers. i guess that’s a thing they do there on Thursday nights. I wasn’t going to participate in such silly games, but when the DJ said there were 3 prizes and only 2 teams were playing and all you had to do was be a breathing body and you’d win, I was all about trivia.

So Hayden and the kids and I all rallied together and named ourselves Team Zucchini, because, well, we just weren’t that creative. And let’s be honest, everyone thinks that’s our last name anyway.

Round one we finished strong… in third place. We missed one question.

Round two we finished… in third place. We missed two questions.

Round three we barely made it… in third place. I think we got one answer right.

Round four I stopped turning in our answers. We finished… in third place. But hey – $15 gift card to BurgerFi. Guess where we’re having lunch tomorrow?

I really did think we had a chance at second place when after round two, one of the questions we missed was “Who was the first person to break the sound barrier?” We wrote Maverick and thought we might get a little credit for the creativity. But no. Neither did our answer to “Name the largest bird in Northern America?” Big Bird, duh.

There really isn’t anything that makes you feel more stupid than trivia when everyone else seems to know the answers. C’mon though… can you tell me what form of currency Austria used before the euro? Or the type of alphabet used in russia & slovic countries? Or the name of the current leader of the Islamic nation? If you know any of these, then bravo to you… but at least Hayden didn’t know them either so I didn’t feel so bad. Now, if it were pop culture trivia…I would have beat out those other two teams hands down. Because clearly I keep up on the important facts of life.

Well my friends, I think I should go to bed now. This was fun. I kinda forgot how fun writing can be. But I won’t make any promises that I’ll do it again, because we know the second I promise something, I kill any chance of following through. So… until next time my friends….

Peace out.

oxox

 

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“My Family Comes First” & Other Lies Doctors Tell Their Wife

“Liar liar, pants on fire!”

You have no idea how many times I have wanted to blurt that out over the years. Totally mature, I know. But honestly, over all these years, there have been numerous times when I have felt so defeated and so let down because of the little un-truths that were said.

Here are four little “lies” that consistently popped up…and still do (but now I know the truth behind them):

Lie #1: My family comes first.

Truth: Medicine is number one. I don’t get personal days or really even any sick days.  I would rather be at my son’s baseball or my daughter’s recital , but I just can’t. I can’t leave my critically ill patient, or in the middle of check out, or leave my team scrambling to cover for me.

Helpful Hint: This is especially true during med school, residency, & fellowship. Not only are they there to learn, but they are under so much pressure to perform and find favor with their attendings. It’s a tough road but the sooner you can accept the fact you will be carrying most of the responsibilities at home, the better. It’s not fair. It stinks. But that’s just how it is. 

Lie #2: I’ll be home soon…I’m leaving in 20 minutes.

Truth: I really have no idea when I am leaving the hospital but I feel guilty I’m not home yet, so I’ll tell you a time because that’s what I think you want to hear. And I really wish I can leave in 20 minutes, but I who am I kidding?

Helpful hint: I made the rule with my husband that he is not to call me until he is in the car on his way home or even better – about 5 minutes away. Seriously, this has prevented many arguments. 

Lie #3: Sure, honey, make those plans to go out with your friends next week…I’ll be home in time to put the kids to bed. You don’t need to call a babysitter. 

Truth: I really want to be home in time so you can go out and have a break, and I hope I actually am able to. But honestly, I have no control over those patients who get admitted at the very last minute or the surgery that lasts longer than planned or the emergency that popped up right as I’m supposed to be “off.”

Helpful hint: Call a sitter. Nine times out of 10, he probably won’t make it home in time. If he actually does, apologize to the sitter & give her some gas money. Done. Now go out and have a fun time.

Lie #4: I promise life will get better when I’m done with residency/fellowship.

Truth: Don’t expect much. Yes, our salary will increase but my schedule won’t change a whole lot.

Helpful Hint: That is pretty much the truth. The increase in salary has been a HUGE burden lifted. But my husband hasn’t had a weekend off since September. He left the house this morning at 4:30a.m. and I’m not exactly sure when he’ll be home tonight. Set the bar low, my friends…set the bar really low.

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It took me a few years (and countless tears) to recognize these patterns. But when I was finally able to figure out what my husband was actually trying to say, I realized he made those promises with good (or maybe even guilt-driven) intentions.

He WANTED those things to be true. He wanted to leave in 20 minutes. He wanted to be home with the kids. He wanted to be there on their 1st day of school or for Dads & Donuts Day. And he wanted life after training to be dramatically different.

And now a little confession for the ladies:

THE BIG FAT LIE DOCTOR’S WIVES BELIEVE

Lie: This is too much. It’s not fair. I didn’t sign up for this. 

Truth: For better or for worse…For richer or for poorer <– You had no idea, right?! I don’t think any of us can ever understand what we are walking into when we said we’d marry a guy who is on the medical path. Even if someone tries to explain it, it’s not something you can truly understand until you live it…which makes it a very lonely place to be sometimes. You two are in this together. It takes a special woman to walk the path you are on. You’re guy loves you (even if he falls asleep mid-sentence) and he’s lucky to have you. You can do this.

Helpful Hint: So this is the hard part being married to one of these guys: You have to learn how to extend grace and forgiveness time after time after time. Because you will be disappointed. A lot. And if you don’t learn to forgive (or aren’t willing to), anger and bitterness will take root. It will find you in the dark and lonely places and feed you more lies. And that, my sweet friend, is the truth.

And I know that’s the truth…. because it happened to me.

…Or at least that’s what my therapy bill is telling me…

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In The Closet For A Good Cause

I decided that a way to make my 31 day blogging thing a little easier (cause you know I’m all about doing the least amount required), I would take a daily picture of what I’m wearing.

Side note: Did you know that this is called a “selfie”? Yes, the whole taking-a-picture-of-yourself thing. It’s called a selfie. Which, first of all, I think is the dumbest word ever and second, I want you to know that I do not enjoy doing this. I’d rather look like an idiot with my morning bedhead than take a for reals picture of myself and what I’m wearing. But it’s for a good cause, so I’ll suck it up.

Anyway, the reason I’m going to take these daily pictures…or “selfies” is so:

  1. You’ll see what “conscience” clothes I currently own.
  2. You will learn about the companies & non-profits I am “wearing” that day.
  3. You’ll realize that everything else I own I got at Target, Old Navy, or Costco
  4. You will see how often I wear the exact same thing.
  5. Like 4 or 5 days in a row.
  6. I might start to gross you out.
  7. Sorry.
  8. You will see that even though I hardly have anything in my closet, it is still messy.
  9. And like it or not, you will see my shining (or shiny) face every. single. day.
  10. That’s all.

So let’s get to it…

aWEARness Project Daily Selfie - Day 1

aWEARness Project Daily Selfie – Day 1
I like how I’m acting all cool and model-ish with my hand just hanging in the pocket.

The necklace is from Beautiful & Beloved. My friend, Amber, (great name, right?) opened up an this online boutique that carries products made from survivors of human trafficking. You can find jewelry, clothes, purses, scarves, and my favorite Elephanta Necklace.

The tank top is from Sevenly the week it supported Feed My Starving Children. Sevenly is a company who raise funds each week for a different non-profit. They do this by designing a custom graphic for that cause and sell different shirts, tanks, sweatshirts with that custom design for the next 7 days. So if you don’t buy it that week, it’s forever gone. $7 of every item sold, goes to the charity of that week. Pretty cool, right? ?

Everything else on me is from Target and Costco. See? I wasn’t kidding.

And that tank top? Yeah, this is the 4th day in a row I’ve been in it.

Well that was fun. Stay tuned for tomorrows outfit…

(spoiler alert: it probably won’t be much different.)

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Jumping on the Bandwagon for 31 Days

So, I decided to jump on the bandwagon.

There is this thing that happens every October called 31 Days, where you blog on one topic every day this month. You can see the 1400+ people doing it over here.

I’ve contemplated participating, but every time I think I want to do it, I get all itchy and uncomfortable because, let’s be honest, is there really anything I can do for 31 days straight? Yeah, exactly.

There is no way on God’s green earth where I would actually write out thoughtful posts every. single. day. (Let us not forget that I have blogged a whopping 5 times in the last 5 months.) Now if I was organized and put some thought into this, I would have written the posts out in advance. But who am I kidding? Amber plan ahead? That’s unheard of!

I will say, I brainstormed a few topic ideas: 31 days of homemaking fails, 31 days of becoming a doctor’s wife, 31 days of dealing with depression, and then I had it….my stinkin’ awearness project. Yes. That was it.

It’s kinda what my life has been consumed with for the last 7 months (both good & bad). And my husband is probably sick and tired of hearing me talk about all the amazing companies and what I should wear and what I wish I had and how I don’t have any options and blah, blah, blah. So, lucky you! You get it now!

I decided to call it 31 Days of Lessons Learned From Creating a Closet With a Cause. I even made this little graphic for it.

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And then I panicked and thought, what lessons have I learned? I already shared 10 of them last week? What more can I tell? I knew that if I tried this I would surely fail.

So then I decided I would just do 31 days of Things I Learned While Creating a Closet with a Conscience. (<– My daughter told me it should be a closet with a “conscience” rather than a “cause”. She’s smarter than me, so I took her advice.) So I went ahead and made this graphic.

things I learned

But then I panicked and thought, what 31 things have I learned? They may not be lessons, but what things can I share? How can I fill the pages? It was just too much pressure.

So I decided to make it simpler (read: more vague). And now we have 31 Days: Creating a Closet With a Conscience. And so once again, I made a graphic.

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(If I would have spent as much time on writing as I did on making these little pictures, I probably could have written all 31 posts!)

So there. I liked this one. It leaves it open enough that I can share one little thing or a whole lot of things or just a picture or a great big long post. (and also I think this allows me to blog about other stuff too. I think that is what makes me itchy – having to stick to just one topic…it’s just makes me feel too confined.) Plus, I’m hoping it will get me back to blogging again. I really do miss it. Kinda.

Honestly, I’m kind of excited about this whole thing. Since getting rid of my clothes on April 30th, I haven’t really had any accountability. OK, I’ve had NO accountability. It’s not that I went out on a shopping spree, but I just haven’t kept track of the clothes & accessories I do have – which ones are my “conscience clothes” & which are just regular ones. Hopefully I will explain and/or document my closet during this month. I know, sounds super fun, right? Heh.

So come along for the ride. It will be fun. I promise.

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Peace out & See ya tomorrow!

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For Those Who Are Tired of Holding it Together

Oh, precious friend,

I know you are tired. Exhausted. Running on the hamster wheel, spinning all the plates. And you say this is life. That you just have to get through this. Find a way to function in the chaos.

But sweet girl, that is no way to live this one life we are given. The world needs the very best of you and just “surviving” isn’t it.  

Sometimes when we pour ourselves into other activities and commitments, it’s so we don’t have to face what is standing right in front of us. Because those things hurt. And so we hide behind our “busyness”.

But here’s a secret: you can do the hard things. You can.

You’ve spent much of your life holding it together for everyone else. I know you are strong, so strong. But lately, it’s getting more difficult.

But here’s another secret: it’s OK to let go. It’s OK to say “I’m overwhelmed, I need help, I can’t do this anymore.” It doesn’t mean you are weak. It means you are real.

You are not responsible for everyone else. You can love and you can care and you can pray, but don’t carry the burdens.

You’ve spent so much energy on trying to hold it altogether, it’s time to let go.

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Rest. Be Still.

You are so very loved.

xoxo

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